Luyện nghe bài hát That's Me

"music might sound strange and beautiful. You might disembodied,..
boundless, spinning helplessly space..."

[Jamie
me,
the one you see in dreams
or sinner,
the is embedded in the mixture
as they might come
Raised from the and scum
and to be no one

me,
straight up out my and out my shit
In the alley, with a gat looking to bash your wit it
your blood drain outcha skull onto the ground
And take ya to my grave where you never be found

[Jamie
me,
Not giving a again
unstoppable and I don't have to pretend
Not Rocky, but I'm sure to rock skull
Drink saki, I'm smokin' monkey paw

me,
kids call me Cousin
Cause my rides by my side on the daily,
It to me
It me who to ride on (ride on)
We are a team and your life we decide on (C'mon)

You think you me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

[Monoxide
me
Standin' in a of blood
Smokin' a fat ass cuttin' it up like WHUT??
Feelin' really lonely, and all my are dead
At least that's the voices in my head
Just

HEY!!

2 Dope]
That's me all up in your mug get it punched.
Knock Knock (who There?), now ya all fucked up.
I stop my rims stop too.
Then i peel back out on ya ya motha fucka you.

That's Me, crazy, and I'm up and, I got a hostage and the cops
are just me mad.
Negotiations through watch it on the news because i shot that
fucka right in plain view.
[Shaggy 2
That's me, bitch? You got somthin to say?
Why my knuckles always got you teeth all up in em? (ooo)
I em. Why ya face so rough?
Little duct on the fingers and I'm back the fuck up.

You you know me
And my Juggalo (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Killa]
That's me behind you, Mad as hell, Nose flarin.
Makin all those sounds, in ya face starin.
Knockin over trash cans, 40 bottles.
from the streets, I'm a ghetto role model.

J]
That's me in a clown wig, a machete.
Pig blood on my chest to the party like confetti.
me spittin wicked shit, fuck hardcore
I throw knives in the and have em runnin for the door.
[Anybody
That's me, right you shoulda known a little better.
I be motha fuckas for whatever, whenever.
Spinkle dust from the dead ya favorite drink.
Then sit back and and watch that fat ass head shrink.

J]
That's me, the virgin popper, neck chopper.
Swingin blades like a helicopter. alotta.
me and notice I'm down for the Lotus.
Like a kamikaze I hit the vocal booth and blow this (shit the fuck up.... so the fuck up.)

You think you me
And my sound (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)

Yet in the end they all down (DARK LOTUS!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)
Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!)